Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Movin' On Up

So for about two weeks now I've been living in Woollahra, which might possibly be the exact opposite of my former surroundings.

When I told people that I was living by Kings Cross, the reaction was "that's the trashiest drag in Sydney." A recruiter had called me and was really professional until we got into the topic of where I was living at the time, at which point she told me "Wow...I mean I party there on the weekends but...wow..." Now that I'm in Woollahra I just get "Ooh that's posh", while they wonder how I ended up here.

Likewise, my former neighbours were a homeless guy, some porn shops and a bunch of nightclubs. Now it's Sotheby's, some foreign consulates, and a synagogue, if that gives you an idea. Kind of like the Upper West Side, really. I keep worrying someone might ask me to leave the neighborhood because I don't own a Mercedes and a yarmulke.

And I have to say that the best thing at the moment is that it takes me less than 20 minutes to get to Bondi Beach, probably my favourite city beach in the world. Not really helping the fact that I'm currently carrying out the most half-assed job search in the southern hemisphere, but until I'm so tan I'm mistaken for a sub-Saharan African and I've suddenly woken up with the swimmer's body I like to imagine will develop at some point, it can't be all bad.

1 comment:

Truecraig said...

The nice thing about ghetto 'hoods is that no one targets them the way they do consulates, fancy hotels, synagogues, and streets lousy with yarmulke-capped citizens.

Unless you're French. Then, all bets are apparently off.